three.five

by tinysneakers

I don’t know how it happened but somewhere along the way I ended up with a three and a half year old on my hands. I know they say it goes by fast by seriously. Somebody stop it – he’s going to be going off to college soon if I don’t do something about this time warp.

last day of preschool year apart

Anyways. Three and a half. I love it. The year started out a little on the rough side. The kind of rough that leaves in you tears and wanting to sign up for every parenting class in the world because clearly you’re doing something majorly wrong. Only the phase passed. Thank goodness. Typically “half years” are our rough spots, but maybe it flipped flopped this time around. Or maybe something is just around the corner…{go knock on wood for me}. That’s the best and worst thing about phases – they come and go.

three year old fun

But regardless about what’s to come, this age for the past few months as been a sweet spot. We still have our moments, don’t get me wrong, but they don’t overwhelm or rule our day. He’s my little buddy and I love having him by my side. Everyday I’m grateful for the opportunity to work from home and being able to spend so much time watching him grow and develop.

He’s inquisitive and curious and has a memory as sharp as a tack. That memory of his is going to get me in trouble one day, I just know it. He’s funny and easy-going and his laugh is the best sound in the whole world.

three is fun

He’s {still} obsessed with cars, trucks, trains, and anything that goes, but especially obsessed with “constructions”. We’ve been driving down a road with a ton of construction for the last few months and it’s definitely reinforced his interest. He tells me all the time he doesn’t want to be a firefighter anymore, he wants to be “a construction”. His goal in life is to drive a dump truck, although occasionally switches to driving a grader or an airplane. He’s even saving every quarter he finds because “dump trucks probably cost a lot of monies”.

firetruck lover

He knows most of his letters and numbers, though he loves to jump from 20 to 40 to 100. he can spell his name and is understandably obsessed with the letter K. He loves singing songs and asks me the name of almost every single song on the radio. He’s highly disappointed when I don’t know the answer because I “know all of them” {thank you technology, for flashing the song name on the screen}. His top three favorites to sing on his own are “Jingle Bells” {yes, still in July}, Old McDonald, especially the e-i-e-i-o part {and only cows, ever}, and “Everything is Awesome” from the Lego movie, which is a pretty ridiculously adorable phrase to hear coming from a three year old’s mouth.

cool kid

He loves his friends and his family and his getting exciting about moving into his new room in his new house, although he’s quite upset it didn’t come with the Legos that were on display when we first looked at it. Perhaps I can figure out a way to solve that problem.

life at three

Playing outside remains at the top of his list, with swinging and riding his bike taking the cake. He’s not too thrilled with the pool yet this year, but aside from swim lessons, we’ve only been a few times. Hopefully by the end of summer he’ll be loving it again. He does have high aspirations to jump off the big diving board and be a scuba diver, so there’s hope yet. He’s also discovered his imagination which is pretty much the coolest thing ever. It means we always have a game to play {imaginary baseball, anyone?} and I love just hearing the stuff he comes up with.

strawberry picking

While he’s not a picky eater per se, he makes his opinion known about what foods he does and doesn’t like at any given moment, especially at dinner. Luckily, as long as we put our feet down and don’t cave in to his demands the moment passes. We’ve yet to re-test any of the foods he’s allergic to but likely will soon. He sleeps fairly well {by my definition, probably not yours}, resisting bed time only slightly and often ending up in our bed in the wee hours of the morning. I’ll take it.

eating at three

Perhaps the best {and down the road maybe I’ll say the worst} development in the past few months has been the beginnings of independence. KB has always been a “momma’s boy” and I’m 99.99999999999% okay with that, but seeing him start to step out on his own, even with the little tiny things at home, is pretty cool. And makes things a lot easier too!

three year old helper

So here’s to no “half-year” struggles and enjoying the rest of three while it lasts.

goof ball three year old

*Full disclosure: I wrote most of this post a week ago and we’ve already started slip-sliding down the slippery slope of half-year antics. I’m going to chalk it up to him being sick earlier this week and hope I didn’t just entirely jinx myself.*

 

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